Peerless Martial Soul

Sang Liu Wuhun, advance!

Chen Feng only felt a buzzing in his brain, and then, the sharp pain just now disappeared without a trace. He felt extremely refreshed, his ears were clear and his eyes were clear, and his brain was extremely clear and flexible. And he discovered that this is not an illusion, but a reality!

After Wuhun was promoted, his soul power also greatly increased.

However, this was not the magical power brought to him by Wuhun's promotion.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, then suddenly closed his eyes and focused, then he opened his mouth wide and let out a silent roar!

An invisible air current surged outwards, and some insects and beasts lurking in the underground cave suddenly screamed together, and then their heads burst and died!

Ying Ziyue also let out a painful cry: "Chen Feng, what are you going to do? Are you going to kill me?"

Only then did Chen Feng wake up, and quickly stopped, holding the long knife in his hand, for a while to comfort him.

Win Ziyue's painful tears flowed: "Your supernatural power belongs to a mental attack, and it hurts a spirit body like mine that has no body. I almost lost my soul just now!"

Chen Feng said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry to win Ziyue. I was negligent."

Ying Ziyue cried for a while, and when he saw his sincere attitude, he broke into a smile: "Forget it, my lord is a lot, forgive you."

Chen Feng already knew in his heart that this was the martial soul supernatural power brought to him after the martial soul was promoted.

This is a magical power similar to the roar of a lion, with a silent roar, it can directly attack the enemy's mind!

The level of disturbance is not too great, it can make the little insect's head explode, but if you deal with the strong of the gods, it may only make the other party's mind trance.

But the masters compete, sometimes, they only compete for the first line.

One negligence is enough to determine the life and death of both parties!

Chen Feng smiled happily: "This supernatural power is just called shock!"

'Shock', Chen Feng's first martial arts supernatural power.

Chen Feng looked inside himself, and was suddenly surprised to find that he had opened another acupuncture point in the first building, and now he has opened seven!

Wuhun's promotion also brought him a great improvement.

Chen Feng laughed triumphantly: "Haha, Xiangliu is an ancient demon god. Legend has it that there are a hundred heads! If every head awakened, you can get a talented magical power. Then when the Wuhun of Xiangliu reaches the peak, can't I There are hundreds of magical powers?"

Ying Ziyue poured cold water on the side and said, "Hey, Wuhun's promotion is so painful. If you are promoted ninety-eight times, you are not afraid of you."

Chen Feng's smile was frozen on his face, thinking of the sharp pain just now, he couldn't help but twitch on his face.

"Well, Chen Feng, I helped you advance, why do you thank me?" Ying Ziyue suddenly came out.

The sound was thief.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Say it, but I promise you everything I can do."

"Cut, don't worry about that."

Winning Ziyue seemed a little embarrassed, and her voice lowered a little: "Hey, do you remember the story you told me before?"

"Which one?" Chen Feng asked.

"That's it... Don't pretend to be stupid... They both are about to hold hands? Are they holding hands?"

"Oh, it turns out that our winning Ziyue thinks about spring..."

"Fuck you, don't talk nonsense, you're just thinking about spring... Don't you tell me? Don't say I'm angry..."

"Well, grandma, I said, I said it's not alright?"

The night is as cool as water, and moonlight is shed from the gaps in the vines, and it is quiet and peaceful.

Chen Feng leaned against the stone wall, whispering something.

Ying Ziyue leaned in his arms and made a chirping sound from time to time.

This is a cliff.

Above the cliff, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded.

Chen Feng leaped up in the air, winning the Purple Moon Knife in his hand, slashing out from top to bottom.

There was a burst of roar in the air, and Chen Feng made nine knives one after another!

Nine knives cover a range of several meters. If the enemy is within this range, it is inevitable and can only be recklessly!

Take the knife and land!

Looking at the mountains in the distance, Chen Feng was in a good mood and smiled wildly, extremely happy.

The first style of Thunder Tyrant Sword, Kuang Lei Slash, has become a success! Before releasing the martial soul, he performed supernormally, cutting out nine knives at a time, raising his strength to great success. But now, without a martial spirit, it can already be used easily.

"Now that I have practiced Thunder Tyrant Sword, I think about it again. Fortunately, I gave up those two swordsmanship."

"Ben Lei Sword is fast, but the strength of each sword is not strong, that is, a few hundred jin, about a thousand jin. It is okay to deal with enemies in the acquired realm, and dealing with the strong in the gods realm is no different from tickles. It is impossible to break the defense."

"The white flying flowers shot out by the Yuluofeihua sword are very powerful, but they are too slow, they appear slowly, and they fly slowly. Enemies in the Divine Gate Realm are very fast, and they can easily escape."

And now my knife skills!

"My sword technique combines strength and speed. It is not only fast, but also powerful, combining the advantages of both!"

The sword is no better than the sword.

The sword walks lightly, so there can be many swords here at once, but the swordsmanship is heavy and domineering, and each sword is like a broken mountain, and it is not easy to split nine swords in an instant.